Sirens scream loudly
In a day so cloudy
I can barely see
Deafened by my own inner thoughts
Overwhelmed by everything
Surrounded by nothing
I want to lay
But instead I splash through a never-ending current
Crazy, I cannot be
For even when I am lost
Through darkness I can still see
This cannot be the way life should move
Is everything gained
When memories fade, and the past is no longer a journal’s last page
I ache from a numbness that feels so strong
I ache from things I just cannot say
Am I young
For, does it not feel so strange getting old?
It does
